September

September Echoes: A Melancholic Tale of Love's First Farewell
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Lyrics

Miss the way you'd say "I love you"

Expressing nostalgia for the past when the person used to say "I love you."

The way you'd stare into my brown eyes

Recalling the intense connection through eye contact, specifically staring into brown eyes.

Some nights

Indicating that there are some nights triggering emotions or memories.

I know it's wrong to say "I miss you"

Acknowledging the difficulty of admitting missing someone, possibly due to a breakup.

But I've been left feeling so broken

Conveying a sense of emotional pain and vulnerability after the separation.

Some nights

Reiterating the emotional struggle on certain nights.


And I know that it's time for me to move on

Acknowledging the need to move on from the past relationship.

But, without a goodbye it feels so wrong

Expressing the difficulty of moving on without a proper goodbye.

If our love lasted longer than September

Reflecting on the brevity of the relationship, suggesting it didn't last beyond September.

Maybe you would have remembered

Suggesting that a longer-lasting love might have resulted in better memories or recognition.

It was my first time

Noting that the mentioned experience was the speaker's first time.


You told me I was perfect

Recalling a compliment received, being told they were perfect.

I know you lied

Expressing skepticism or realization that the compliment was untrue.

Back during those summer nights

Revisiting memories of summer nights and the emotions associated with them.

You held me in your arm

Recalling physical closeness, being held in the person's arm.

And said we'd still talk

Referencing a promise or assurance made during those intimate moments.

Haven't heard from you in some time

Expressing a lack of recent communication from the other person.


And I know that it's time for me to move on

Reiterating the need to move on from the past relationship.

But, without a goodbye it feels so wrong

Expressing the emotional challenge of moving on without closure.

If our love lasted longer than September

Reflecting on the ephemeral nature of the relationship, again mentioning September.

Maybe you would have remembered

Suggesting that a longer-lasting love might have resulted in better memories or recognition.

It was my first time

Reiterating that the mentioned experience was the speaker's first time.

It was my first time

Repetition emphasizing the significance of the experience being the speaker's first time.

It was my first time

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